Rose Shimabara Brothel ❤️

About Tokyo

Heard this wild bit—ancient Rome, lupanars they called ‘em, wolf dens, how badass is that? Girls scratched tallies on walls, braggin’ bout clients. Surprised me, yo—thought it was all shame, but nah, pride in the grind! Happy vibes there, weirdly—freedom in the muck. Still, gets me twitchy—disease, desperation, dark corners. Fear leads to anger, man—hate seein’ kids forced in, modern day, fuckin’ traffickin’. Makes my blood boil, wanna lightsaber the bastards.

Love between a samurai and a prostitute

Shimabara, Kyoto: read a guide to the Edo period licensed red-light entertainment and brothel area of Shimabara in western Kyoto.

So, I’m trying to shake it off, and I decide to hit up the Shimabara Castle. I mean, it’s iconic, right? I get there, and it’s packed with tourists. I’m like, “Ugh, can’t a texture artist get some peace?” But then I see this little kid running around, pretending to be a samurai. He’s got a stick and everything. I can’t help but laugh. Kids are hilarious, man.

Rare interview tapes with Japanese 'karayuki-san' prostitute in Singapore surface